Writing Competition 2016

Come As You Are   It was when there was nowhere else to turn – when I’d run out of…

I Used to Sing I used to sing with my own people.   Morning. The sun pricked the shadows and…

For the Lord is good *   “Asterisks indicate a pause;                              extra space between words                              indicates a ‘mental…

Deep calls to deep  From deep within me comes a keening cry, That is swallowed into the darkness. Deep within…

 December Blossom   Fragile in the dark, dank wet. A protest of premature loveliness. A flickering flame to be snuffed…

Easter morning 6am   From the depths of space the light of dawn slips uncertainly over the edge of the…

How Beautiful Isaiah 52 v 7a   ‘How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good…